Bedeviled DaughterA Poem by S.R. MadelineAction, adventure, love and the eventual betrayal. It's hard to get it right, esspecially when it starts with an armed robbery.He busted in and made a difference In an unforgiving mind, And when I lost the great “because” He pressed on with his greatest smile I can’t believe the things I breathed Believing he was just for me Every time I waked, I waked to sleep Hard to believe that all belief, Is nothing but a cause for grief And every time I slept, I slept to dream, Cause it’s a long river And we let a river run And we stole out with that money While I was brandishing that gun Yes it’s a long river And we let a river run Cause when it ends It ends for good so God pitied us this fun Yeah that’s why God pitied us this fun. Golden looks, a golden kiss Made precious still, a precious gift I believed he’d never leave me out to dry Still while we holed up in that cabin Hound dogs baying for a kill He said; “Darlin’, we’ll make it out alive, Cause it’s a long river, And they’ll let a river run, They watched us take that money, And the feared your blazin’ gun, Yes, it’s a long river, But we’ll watch that river run, Cause when it ends It ends for good, So lets have ourselves some fun Yeah God owes us just this once” My mother warned me as a child, “never trust a well-dressed man” but I was taken by
his words soon after that he took my hand We were as happy as could be As we rode the Devil’s trail Every day a darker trade Each rising sun, a shade more pale ‘Till one day I found his Love, and her reflection, not my face, that was when I owned that gun and hurried off at Fury’s pace, Cause it’s a long river And I’ll let that river run, Cause betrayal is a
sickening sound The prelude to my gun Yes it’s a long river And I watched that river run God played chess, for me, with Devils, And I know now who has won. So on I ride with my sweet
smile On through the low and rising tides, To each and every ethereal gate, Still turned away, my every
try And we may meet on one dark street I’ll be lost and you not found So stand aside and watch me ride Fleeing from your loathsome town Cause it’s a long river And we watch a river run, Stories start both here and there And where I stand all hope is shunned Yes it’s a long river And we watch a river run Nothing gained is nothing lost So let’s have ourselves some fun, Yes, I think I owe you just this once. © 2013 S.R. MadelineAuthor's Note
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